.but at such a furious pace that it took her breath away...she gulps and imagines... and then the tingling...that fierce, mindless tickle in her loins.....with me panting. " Oooooooooohhh, John." she found herself whispering. I'm moving in and out between her legs, my hungry mouth clamped down on her neck, kissing and biting her soft succulent skin demandingly...my hips working in a mad rhythm... and then...then... " Ooooohhhhhhh...AH! Honeeeeeeeey!" Jade twists and turns underneath me, as if in. He felt like it was rubbing his facein it. But after a while, he realized it was an opportunity to show offhis successes, and it seemed like there were more of those every year.Finally, the last couple of years, Satan had it so good, he actuallywondered what the angel had done to deserve such an assignment. Theangel's name was Kai, and usually on these trips he said as little aspossible, but made lots of notes.As was custom for the angel's visit, there had been the parade. First,the rank and. Those who haven’t read are requested to read them and enjoy me fucking various types of women from all walks of life. So coming straight to this incident about the sweeper lady.Sunday morning, I’m alone lazily curling in my bed. I felt hungry as it was already around 8 AM. I then remembered I need to make everything myself as my parents had left me alone to go somewhere. I wanted to curl on to the bed a little longer but woke up. As I sat stretching myself in a yawn, my eyes fell on one thing. All fall, dad kept telling me to prune them buteven with gardening gloves on the thorns poked and pricked me and i hated it soi never did it and they just grew and grew. it is spring now and he is mad. he made me take offall my clothes and sit naked in the middle of the patch. after climbing throughinto the middle, i am scraped and bloody. i look like a wild cat attacked me. ihave bright red petals in my tangled hair and sticking to the bloody scratcheson my arms and legs. they match the blood.